Hurry Up
A Anjandev Roy
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This afternoon frustration looms large in my mind,
Even my dearest poetry seems poison to me,
This happens for the first time,
I can never imagine,
I see the sun is setting,
I am on the verge of ruin,
Is there anybody in this vast sphere
Who can rescue me from this disastrous condition?
Hurry up, please.
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